Upon hearing the voice of your new Saiyan mistress, you hastily halted your work and stumbled back, hands sliding down your sides and an anxious look on your face. You thought you did a good work, but then why wasn't Caulifla's gaze a pleased one? You had a bad feeling about it...
"I barely when felt you under there." she bluntly stated, placing her hands on her hips with that disappointed stare on her face,
"Do you know what that means?"
You gulped, not caring if it meant sending more of the foul-smelling air that surrounded her feet down your lungs.
"P-Please, I've tried my-"
You couldn't finish, but you understood that talking your way out of this was useless when you saw one of the bare feet in front of you rising up and moving down to your current location at light speed, right before coming down just as quickly.
Caulifla's sole pressed you hard into the floor of wherever you were as the Saiyan punk crushed you underfoot.
She grinded your body into her sole, causing you a lot of pain, which you uselessly tried to endure.
It was simply too much.
You screamed in unbearable pain, bringing the unmistakable taste of sweat to your mouth, nearly causing you to vomit. But, with what was going on right now, disgust was the last thing you could think of when you were about to be killed by a fictional alien girl. And she wasn't even Super Saiyan.
As for the punk giantess, she kept grinding you under her foot for about five minutes, during which you really thought this floor was going to become your grave.
But it didn't.
Five minutes passed and Caulifla lifted her foot off of you; you thought it was because she wanted to hatch another cruel torture to subject you to, but you were wrong.
"Alright, shrimp, you better listen: I'm not killing you because, as I said, this was your first job. I'll be kind enough to concede you a second chance, but be warned: if you fail a second time, my foot won't come off until you go splat. Got it?" she threatened, causing you to gulp whatever of her sweat had entered your mouth down.
Still in pain, you got back on your feet and watched as Caulifla rose her own up, showing you her towering sole once more.
"Ten minutes, shrimp. That's the time you get. Let's see how much you value your worthless life." she said.
The comment filled you with anger and frustration, frustration that you couldn't do anything to fight back.
If only you were your size, you... would have probably ended up the same, since you were obviously no match for a Saiyan warrior among the strongest of her universe.
Frustrated, you marched to her sole and began rubbing her foot once more, maybe with a bit more strength than you should have.
But that proved to be useful.
"Hey, I do actually feel you now," Caulifla said,
"Though you won't get off the hook with that."
You gritted your teeth and continued, trying to ignore the pungent smell that assaulted your nose. It was bearable when you got used to it, and it was surely better than being crushed underfoot by the giantess.
Again, you began thinking you were doing good given the lack of snarky comments, but your hopes were shattered when Caulifla let out an exaggerated yawn.
"That all you got?" she said in a bored fashion,
"Come on, show some effort or you'll end up as a stain under that same foot!"
The threat was open, and the image that formed in your mind was so humiliating...
"Oh?"
It was too late when you noticed you had driven your fist into the sole in front of you in frustration.
You gingerly looked up, expecting anger from the black haired girl, but hers wasn't an expression of fury; it was the opposite, she looked amused despite having clearly seen what you did.
"Ha! Someone's finally putting up a fight!" she exclaimed, placing one hand on her hip,
"Let's see how you can take on my foot alone, shrimp!"
Your eyes widened, you haven't wasted your chance after all!
Wordlessly, you turned back to the foot and launched an assault on the towering sole, punching, kicking, hitting with your elbows and knees, everything to try and please the violent giantess.
She watched you struggling from above and smiled to herself.
Yep, this was some sight to see, and it definitely made her forget the idea of getting rid of you; the 'massage' itself even felt good now!
As for you, you used all the anger, all the frustration you've mustered to get the job done.
It was a continuous pummeling the giantess' sole; at some point, you were covered in sweat, though you couldn't tell whether it was yours or if it came from the foot you were hitting.
Pleased moans began escaping Caulifla's mouth up above, leading you to believe you were doing something right.
But eventually, your strength came to an end and your muscles felt sore; so sore in fact that your knees seemed to melt and you had to witness yourself leaning into the sole of the giantess as if it was an inviting mattress. At this point, you didn't even care anymore as long as your life was spared.
Above you, the Saiyan laughed.
"I'll admit ten minutes passed long ago, bug," she said, causing your eyes to widen; you've completely forgotten the time limit she had set. Yet, Caulifla didn't seem angry or annoyed,
"But I'll also admit you did pretty well this time. So I guess I'll be keeping ya after all."
The statement itself filled you with relief, which you expressed with a sigh.
"Nothing to say, shrimp?" the giantess continued.
The sigh that followed the first one was of exasperation.
"T-Thank you..." you stuttered, gingerly looking up; Caulifla raised an eyebrow.
"... Mistress." you added.
"Better." she nodded.
And there it went your dignity. Gone, probably for the rest of your life... which you weren't sure how much was going to be prolonged while you were in the care of this Saiyan punk. If she was even going to take care of you.
As for now though, you wondered what the black haired giantess had in store for you. After all, someone like her couldn't be satisfied so easily.
Right?
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